Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

That look put a lot of pressure on Glenn. When he was trying to figure out whether the other party was level nine or ten, he saw that the huge monster disappeared as if it had received some order, and the ruins also sank rapidly.

Want to run away if you can't win? No way! ... Glenn didn't care too much and rushed out of the space immediately.

As soon as he appeared, he was in level nine form, a 300-meter-long werewolf, and any random movement of his could stir up the sea water and create turbulence.

The huge claws dived into the seabed the next moment after the ruins disappeared into the seabed, but the sea seemed to come to life at this moment, or rather, this area of ​​​​sea came to life.

The sea was as solid as cement, but that didn't hinder Glenn much, and he certainly didn't have anything to grab.

The relic seemed to have escaped, even in Glenn's perception.

This surprised him very much. Not only could the thing just now look at him across the space, but it also sensed the threat posed by Glenn to them.

Could it be the evil god? ... He guessed in his heart.

Now even if he dug three hundred feet into the ground he could not find the ruins, as the other party had escaped completely.

Glenn sighed, feeling a dull pain in his soul, and retreated back to his level eight form.

Now that I'm here, I might as well go to the border of the world and take a look at what the black fog looks like.

Glenn left as soon as he said he would. He turned into a black cloud and rose into the sky again, continuing to move quickly in the direction he came from.

Speaking of the black fog, Glenn remembered that the last time he entered the ruins of the magic dragon and was pulled into an illusion, there was an organization from outside the world that seemed to be the only existence that could enter the black fog.

It is said that the creature was a drifting object, and this existence is also very mysterious. Glenn has specially investigated this kind of thing, but all he found were records of a few drifting objects helping some forces to do evil, and he had almost no fundamental understanding of it.

This drifting thing is also very similar to the devil. It seems to only satisfy people's evil thoughts, and it may not be realized. The drifting thing invited by the Ancient God Church last time retreated directly when it saw that it could not afford to offend Glenn.

The other party also devoured all the members of the Church of the Ancient God. They took their things but didn't finish their work. They didn't even have the slightest intention of continuing. This is simply a deadly trap.

Thinking about these things, Glenn discovered that some strange things appeared on the originally silent sea.

There are densely packed small islands, each with crooked stone pillars, and humans living on these islands.

The deeper you go, the denser the islands become.

Soon, Glenn discovered the spectacular and terrifying wall of black fog.

The thick darkness seemed to swallow everything. No light could penetrate it. There was only nothingness.

The wall of black fog seemed endless when viewed from above, and Glenn felt insignificant as a speck of dust in front of it.

He moved a little closer, and the black cloud condensed into a wolf's claw, slowly trying to touch the darkness.

Just as he was about to touch her, a fierce thought came into Glenn's mind: "Don't touch her! Don't touch her! You'll be assimilated!"

Glenn was startled, withdrew his hand, and looked in the direction where the thought came from.

There, a group of strange humans formed a pyramid shape, lifted one of them high up, and waved in panic at the dark clouds in the sky.

The voice in his head continued to ring until Glenn was farther away from the black fog.

Looking down and then at the black fog, Glenn felt that he would be fine, but he still decided to go down and say hello to those strange people.

Seeing the black cloud gradually shrinking and descending, the people below seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the human pyramid collapsed bit by bit.

Glenn changed back into human form and landed on the island where these people were, looking at each other.

This is a group of people with extremely white and smooth skin, but their facial features appear extremely soft, their bodies are painted with blue patterns, and their lower bodies are covered in leather pants made of some kind of fish.

After a while, a muscular, male-looking native came forward, put his hands together, and bowed to Glenn.

This is exactly the same as that of a monk, but Glenn knows that this is just the etiquette here and the other party is definitely not a monk.

"No matter where you're from, don't touch it, it's dangerous."

Yes, he communicated with Glenn by transmitting thoughts into his brain.

Glenn hesitated for a moment, then used magic to transform his words into thoughts and sent them into the other person's mind:

"Who are you? Why are you here? This place should be dangerous."

"We are the Forgotten Ones. Our only mission is to curse people like you for touching it. Only those who want to touch it can encounter us. We are protected by the Forgotten Gods and are not afraid of danger."

The other party sent back a long message, leaving Glenn speechless for a long time.

What does it mean that only those who want to touch it can encounter them? What is a forgotten god? Is it a forgotten god? If the gods are forgotten, won't there be no faith? The power should dissipate little by little until it disappears, right? ...Glenn saw that the other party had a solemn expression on his face and seemed unable to explain these questions.

He sighed softly. He knew that the "it" the other party was referring to was the black fog, so he couldn't help but pass on the message and ask:

"What will happen if you touch this black fog?"

"You will be assimilated! Become part of the black fog!"

When asked this, the man's eyes widened and he expressed to Glenn that the consequences of doing so would be serious.

Becoming a part of the black fog... Glenn murmured in his heart and folded his hands. He still wanted to explore the nature of this black fog. It actually divided the universe. What secrets were contained in it?

But now it seems that if he takes action himself, these people will do their best to stop him. The other party is doing this for his own good, so he really can't just act on his own. What if he touches the black fog and implicates these people? That would be a huge sin.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he used the power of the magic dragon to look at these people.

This sight made Glenn confused again. These people's bodies were actually empty, like ghosts in an empty shell.

This shell still has no thickness, just like the character modeling in 3D games.

"What's your name?" Glenn asked suddenly.

"We have forgotten, we all have forgotten, only the mission is eternal."

The thoughts conveyed by the man opposite were calm and peaceful.

Forgot the name? Only the mission... Glenn looked at the others. They all looked at him with indifferent eyes, regardless of gender, age or status.

Inexplicably, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart, as if he was sympathizing with these people who had no past, and as if he was sad for their monotonous lives.

"Since it's so dangerous, I won't touch it."

Glenn said this.

As if they sensed his sincerity, these people expressed gratitude.

Just as Glenn was about to turn around and turn into a black cloud to leave, a strange and eerie voice came from behind him:

"I see you..."

Glenn turned his head suddenly, but saw only black fog and nothing else.